Focus

Focus

The day's begun, I bow my head, and whisper words beneath the sun. Bring power and majesty to this earth so within all life there is rebirth. I will not doubt Your Presence, still; but lift my eyes up to the hill. Send down Your grace and teach me love. Keep our eyes focused on [...]

Reemerged

Reemerged

  I heard the song of the cicadas outside my window and remembered the day we left Paradou. Jean Pierre held one between his fingers and told us how they live underground for seven years before emerging to life in that area of France. That's how long it took me to write Conversations with Dad, [...]

Return to Paris

Return to Paris

​It was hard to say au revoir to Paradou...I hugged Jean-Pierre and Mireille at least three times each (I can't help myself) along with the appropriate bisous, and then they stood at the driveway and waved goodbye just like my parents used to do.  There was no need to worry about finding good food at [...]